On-call poet

15 Sep

On mornings like this

when the sagebrush rolls

across my empty brain

I’d like to have an on-call poet

someone i can bring in

for just a short while

until inspiration returns

of course everyone could tell

it wouldn’t be in quite my style

“crows cawing

kids playing

my tooth is aching

the sun came out

i knew something was up”

was that me that wrote those words

or the on-call poet

maybe i should pay her more

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